Being Late

Being late has to be on of my all time pet peeves. 

There are two kind of late people.  One is the person who just can’t seem to get it together.  They must know that someone is waiting on them but can’t seem to get it together to get out the door.  For instance, they are on the phone or have just started getting ready with very little time to spare.  They get to the event over an hour late.  Or worse, they are about 20-30 minutes late and just make the other person or their dinner compaions wait for them.  It says that my time is more important than your time.  Very rude. 

The other person is the overbooked person.  I guess I have more understanding of that.  They are always running to the next meeting with a few minutes to spare.  They do try and get there on time but it is tough because there are only 24 hours in a day.  Not acceptable but more understandable.  Just being late because you can be is completely unacceptable and rude.

My father was beyond prompt.  So is Fred’s father.  We have taught our children that being on time is proper etiquette.  If you are going to be more than 15 minutes late, pick up the phone and call.  That is good manners.  Among other things, writing a thank you note (email or in a letter but each are personal and individual).  Bring something when you go to someone’s house for dinner or a party. Say Thank you and please.  Listen to other people.  I could go on and on but the world of manners and etiquette these days appear to be going down the drain.